The grotesque and colorful light scattered by the stars seemed like the light in the sky and the earth had been crushed, forming circles of rippling light spots.
In the heart of origin, the mountains stretch towering and entrenched on the earth, seeming to be tainted with a mysterious and distant brilliance. Next to the mountain range, a Milky Way hung upside down from the sky and hit the pool hard, making a rumbling sound. The mist scattered next to the Milky Way forms colorful colors under the light. In the pool, there are countless spiritual fish swimming around. Ambilight, soaked with light, lingering breath, full of stamina.
These spiritual fish seem unreal, but they appear extremely thick. Every one of them has reached the spiritual level. If it were placed in the outside world, even in the wide world, it would cause a sensation.
Ouyang Ming was sitting on a piece of meteorite on the hillside. Dahuang and Xiaohong squatted beside him, looking at the world curiously.
"Is this the Heart of Origin?" Xiaohong's eyes flickered, his face became solemn, and he actually felt a little pressure.
"Yes! I didn't expect that the spiritual energy here is countless times richer than that of the Phoenix Clan's ancestral land. If you practice here, your cultivation level will surely rise." Ouyang Ming replied.
"Hmph, you can force the emperor to self-destruct, and you still work so hard." Xiao Hong teased with a smile.
"I know this. Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat." Dahuang stuck out his tongue and interjected.
Ouyang Ming clicked his tongue, gently tapped Dahuang's eyebrows with his fingers, and praised: "See, this is what seeking the truth should look like."
Dahuang glanced at Xiaohong quietly. If the person next to him was King Kong or Goshawk, he would definitely throw it at him with an expression of being overwhelmed and boasting about loneliness. But next to him was Xiaohong, so he didn't dare to do this. I feel scared.
Sure enough, even so, Xiao Hong still glared at Da Huang fiercely, making him tremble all over.
However, he did not open his mouth to refute. At this time, under Ouyang Ming's earnest guidance, he had already set his goal and took that step. Kill the people who deserve to be killed in the world, and steal the things that can be snatched in the world, especially the dragon clan's treasures, which must be "taken care of" specially.
Ouyang Ming glanced at them, stood up, patted the dirt on his butt, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"
From the moment he stood up, his aura changed. He was sitting upright and upright, as heavy as a mountain, and he was also domineering and unyielding, carrying the sky.
Dahuang and Xiaohong's eyes flashed with brilliance at the same time, and they thought to themselves, Xiao Mingzi's every move now is contaminated by the power of the law, giving people the feeling that it should be like this. Is the law really so strong
At this moment, their hearts were filled with deep envy.
They did not choose to fly. After all, this is the Heart of Origin, and no one can tell how many ancient existences there are.
Although flying in the air is cool and unrestrained, it is not worth the gain if you become a living target for others.
Three days later, a long river spanned Tianque, and the water flowed swiftly. But the strange thing is that the river water is like white mist, invisible and formless. Just taking a look at it will make you completely addicted to it. A distant and vicissitudes of life lingered in the hearts of everyone, as if this long river existed when all things were first opened, chaos evolved, Yin and Yang were divided, and the universe reversed. The long river is endless, one end connects to the past, and the other end connects to the future.
"This... what is this?" Dahuang was stunned.
Ouyang Ming did not answer. Although he had a guess in his mind, he was not sure. After all, this idea was too bold.
On the contrary, Xiaohong's soft and gentle eyes showed a look of thinking, her wings flapped, and after a while, she tentatively said: "It should be a branch of the long river of time."
Dahuang immediately shifted his gaze to Xiaohong and raised his voice a little: "A branch of the long river of time?"
"Yeah." Listening to Dahuang's voice, Xiaohong became more certain.
Then he said: "My grandfather has forced me to recite Taoist canon since I was a child, and one of the books is about the original heart. The book says that the original heart has endless original power, and contains the three thousand avenues, such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Wind, thunder, snow, fog are derived from the five elements... and time and space are the pillars, so it is expected to see the long river of time here. "
Ouyang Ming nodded slightly and said, "That's true."
One person and two beasts slowly walked to the edge of the Time River, their figures reflected in the river.
Ouyang Ming sighed softly: "There are countless tributaries in the long river of time, and one move affects the whole body. I don't know where my future will be and what kind of things I will experience."
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Ouyang Ming looked at his figure in the long river, and a picture hidden deep in his memory appeared in front of his eyes.
In the small town, the streets were in disrepair and in tatters, and heavy snow was falling like feathers. Layer by layer, the dark sky was fragmented. The earth is covered with snow, and all the dirt and ugliness are buried under the white snowflakes.
The cold wind whimpered, weeping and complaining, and the streets were empty and lonely.
The doors of every house are tightly closed, and in winter, it is not uncommon for people to freeze to death.
Under the eaves of a slightly old house, a child in ragged clothes had a runny nose and lips turned purple from the cold. He curled up hard in the corner of the wall and tried his best to embrace the warmth coming from the wall.
There was cold mist hanging on his eyelashes and he was trembling constantly, but his eyes were very clear and full of aura, and he exhaled a breath of hot breath forcefully from time to time.
Suddenly, there was a creak and the door opened. It was a middle-aged woman who opened the door.
How should I put it, just by looking at her, you can feel the strong aura on her body. Her clothes are not thick enough, but they can resist the cold.
She glanced at the child on the ground with disgust, exhaled a breath of cold mist, and said in a cold voice: "Where did this wild child come from, lying outside my door. What bad luck! Look at this poor face, he will never be able to wear clothes for the rest of his life!" "As he said that, he pulled out a broom from behind the door and planned to chase people away.
"Get out of here!" She held the broom and shouted angrily.
The child on the ground moved, but his body was frozen, and his hands and feet had no feeling at all. He was hungry and cold. He could only try to squeeze out a sentence from his mouth: "When my body warms up a little... I will leave when it warms up a little." . "The sound is crisp and pleasant.
"Wait?" The woman sneered, "What if my family gets into your bad luck?" She didn't have any mercy and clenched the broom tightly with her fingers.
The boy pushed himself hard on the ground, his limbs were weak and he couldn't get up.
The woman got a little impatient and hit the child on the head with a broom in an unorganized manner.
Just when the broom was about to hit the child's head, an old man over sixty years old grabbed the broom and said softly: "Forget it, I'll take him away right now."
The woman still wanted to retort, but after seeing the old man's clothes, the anger in her eyes hid, she became extremely respectful, and said weakly: "Sorry, sir." At this time, her attitude changed drastically from before.
To put it simply, this is a world where the strong are always strong.
If you are not strong, others will bully you, humiliate you, scold you, and destroy you.
If you are not strong, you are not qualified to practice, or even qualified to survive.
The old man knelt down, looked into the child's eyes, and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Ouyang Ming." He stared at the old man's eyes for a while and replied.
"What a good name." The old man looked kind and nodded with a smile.
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Ouyang Ming raised his hand and rubbed his eyes gently, murmuring to himself, "Old Craftsman..." His eyes were full of emotion.
He looked at a wave rising in the long river. It was very small and was instantly sunk by other waves. However, looking at it felt extremely warm because it was the memory and time of his past.
Dahuang patted his shoulder lightly and asked with concern: "Xiao Mingzi, what's wrong with you?"
"No, I thought of something from my childhood." When he said this, a gentle look flashed in his eyes.
Little Red's eyes slowly opened, and the light in her eyes gathered in vain. If she had some enlightenment, it was obvious that she had gained something.
His eyes wandered around, showing a hint of cunning, and he casually threw a stone into the river. Suddenly, circles of snow-white ripples rippled out.
All this happened so fast that Ouyang Ming couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.
Immediately afterwards, the snow-white ripples became more and more violent, and the entire branch of the long river was turbulent.
Ouyang Ming's expression changed, and he said softly: "Back off, back off!" No one knew what would come out of the branches in the long river of time. After all, time is eternal and connects the past and the future. Even for a strong emperor or even a higher level, to the endless time, it is like a drop in the ocean, just the tiniest fragment. If the long river of time is compared to a sea, then a powerful person in the imperial realm is just like a water splash stirred by the waves, so weak that it is indescribable.
Dahuang and Xiaohong stepped back at the same time. Both beasts had a small world and could use the power of the small world. Now their strength was infinitely close to that of the emperor, and their speed was not much slower than Ouyang Ming. They quickly backed away.
At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the river: "I have been sleeping for thousands of years, who woke me up?"
The sound was not loud, but the moment it came out, everything in this space felt unnatural, as if time had stopped.
Ouyang Ming's hair stood on end, and there was only one voice left in his mind: let's go, go quickly.
Suddenly, the snow-white ripples suddenly exploded, and a hundred-foot-tall giant appeared out of thin air. Ouyang Ming subconsciously looked up. I saw that this giant's face was very ordinary, with nothing outstanding about it. But between his eyebrows, there are three star marks, forming a polygon, which coincides with the principles of heaven and earth. It seems simple and ordinary, but it contains the true meaning of simplicity.
And his skin was extremely rough, like the crack marks on the back of an old turtle, criss-crossing one by one.
Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, and the giant's eyes lit up.
At this moment, the stars in the sky were suppressed by the light in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, accompanied by rolling thunder, he fished out a huge boulder ten thousand feet in the river of time, lifted it with force, and turned it into a A black light shot straight towards Ouyang Ming.
(End of chapter)